Cross Creek Auto

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Cross Creek Auto one morning, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘This gas pump is slower than my grandma’s internet.’ Before anyone could respond, another voice chimed in: ‘Maybe she’s just waiting for the right signal!’ Just then, an old man walked up and said, ‘Sonny, I remember when gas pumps were so slow they made you appreciate every mile!’ Everyone laughed, and the delivery driver shook his head, muttering, ‘Next time maybe I’ll fill up at Grandpa Time Gas Station.’

2. At Cross Creek Auto, an old mechanic was tinkering late into the night when he heard something odd coming from the garage next door. A soft humming sound, almost like an old song, seemed to be emanating from beneath the hood of an ancient car. Curious, he peered inside and saw a dimly lit dashboard with an old radio playing some long-forgotten tune. As he adjusted the knob, an elderly gentleman in overalls appeared, wiping his hands on a greasy cloth. ‘That’s my favorite,’ said the apparition, smiling warmly. The mechanic blinked, then realized it was just an old cassette tape stuck in the player—left behind by a regular who’d stopped for gas years ago.’

3. At Cross Creek Auto, a delivery driver grumbled as he pulled up: ‘Why does everyone always park here? I can’t even get through!’ Finally, an old neighbor walked out and said, ‘Hey, kid—you’ve been delivering here for months now. Don’t you know this is our shortcut to the park?’ The delivery driver scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, and replied, ‘I guess I never noticed!’

4. At Cross Creek Auto, a little boy pointed excitedly and asked his dad, ‘Dad, why is that gas pump talking?’ The dad smiled and replied, ‘Son, it’s not really talking. It’s just saying your name so they know whose gas it is.’ The boy thought for a moment then looked up with a big smile and said, ‘Oh cool! Next time I’ll say “Fill her up, Bubba!” when I come in!’